Break ground, buckle down, it's timeYeah, it's time for the party to make some soundLet's move from undergroundShed some of this black light to surrounding towns

How much responsibility do you bearFor the ill uses others might make of your ideas?Almost as much responsibility that you'd bearIf you failed to speak your mind

When it might have made some kind of a differenceSo make a difference and could you make 'em danceTurn your bleeding hearts into some bleeding hands?

Line up, state your name, state your claimsClaim your stakes if you wanna fight with usYou've got to refuse to please the game, look ahead nowOh let the countdown usher the philanthropic mimes to speak up nowAnd scrape the paint that hides the crimes of a silent kind

Look up and make a differenceBut the right difference would meanThe bleeding hearts got to be turnedInto some bleeding hands from solid lands

Yeah, you can make 'em dance and keep an upright stance?Is the position that you hold, one that could parallelA synergistically greater planOr would it force us all to be packed into a can?

How much responsibility do you bearFor the ill uses that the others might make of your ideas?Almost as much responsibility that you'd bearIf you failed to speak your mind

When it might have changed thingsLet's move from this undergroundBlare some of this black light through their socket prideWhere their eyes used to hide when they had sightNow only serving as a path for us to maybe reach that height

With a word to make a differenceCome on, let's make 'em danceTurn our bleeding heartsInto the bleeding hands of the solid lands

Now, can you make 'em dance and keep an upright stance?Or has the premise of your causeBeen rooted in a sloping, quickly given golden sand?

'Cause the collapse you'd causeCould pull us down with claws that don't let goYeah, the collapse you'd causeCould pull us down with claws that don't let go